[FREE] Afro Drill type beat x Melodic Drill type beat "Omorfi"

[@xxposedd9304]

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[@PrecinctPhantomMusic]

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[@AuraDrillBeats]

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[@OOTERWOODS]

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[@EdwinBoima-b5c]

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[@Userpt2.11]

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[@pezhwakbetzdrill]

This melo 💎

[@danielplace227]

You good bro. Thanks

[@ukpantherbeats202]

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[@RobertPennu-mx7en]

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[@deepstatecrew]

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[@deepstatecrew]

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[@tokarbeatz]

Omg, eto chto thugstage beats???!!!

[@danielajayi9311]

Hello bro. This is firrrree. can I use this beat to record a "no gree" song?

[@AfgelikteGehakbal]

Verse 1) Money talks, in the language of the street, Where the hustle's real, every heartbeat. Stacking bills, chasing dreams in the dark, From the block to the top, leaving a mark. Gang ties tight, loyalty in the veins, Through the struggles, we weather the rains. Counting dollars, in the city's embrace, In this concrete jungle, find your own space. (Chorus) Money and gang, a tale untold, Streets paved in silver, hearts made of gold. In the shadows we dance, where the story's untamed, In the rhythm of the hustle, where destinies are framed. (Verse 2) Gang signs flash, in the neon lights, In the city's heartbeat, we claim our rights. Money moves, it's a chessboard play, Every move strategic, in the night and day. From the corner blocks to the penthouse high, Living fast, letting the cash multiply. Gang unity, like a code unspoken, In the midst of chaos, a bond unbroken. (Chorus) Money and gang, a tale untold, Streets paved in silver, hearts made of gold. In the shadows we dance, where the story's untamed, In the rhythm of the hustle, where destinies are framed. (Bridge) Life's a gamble, every roll of the dice, In the city's embrace, paying the price. Money and gang, like a twisted art, In the canvas of the street, we play our part. (Verse 3) Paper chasing, it's the anthem we sing, From the street corners, echoes of the bling. Gangsta dreams in a concrete reality, In the pursuit of wealth, facing brutality. But remember, in this game of life, Choices define us, cut through like a knife. Money and gang, a complex symphony, Navigate wisely in this urban odyssey. (Chorus) Money and gang, a tale untold, Streets paved in silver, hearts made of gold. In the shadows we dance, where the story's untamed, In the rhythm of the hustle, where destinies are framed.

[@matthewtelles4809]

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[@SV-dg8pq]

Can you also make hard trap beats ?

[@favela13-w1q]

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[@brhnsdkoglu]

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[@Sj24171]

This funk and latino type drill beat 😅

[@deepstatecrew]

Eeeeeh........ I wonder

[@tilix1888]

Nd my bro burst strings no violin I stack bread since den been piling these nike treds push packs put mile in I chase bread so my life i can smile in man wiling when’s it time In time out now it’s crining man we shining like a diamond man I’m fighting like a titans Said it’s my number dat they dialling Got the metal but bro got the fire in If we sliding it’s weapons requiring Black trackie do drills in attire in Need workers man I’m hiring

[@ramazanpolat9551]

Paranın hissi Nasıl birisin

[@Dho4Ddho-zt1iy]

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